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become the realist, the pragmatic one who always did the right
thing. And, oh, how much fun that was. But if it got my family out
of debt and allowed my little brother to take girls to dinner on
dance nights, then I was willing to do what it took to get us
there.
    But then I
sighed as I ruminated on everything, especially what Jay said. On
the one hand, I felt I did deserve to have some fun. I mean, I was
twenty-four and hadn’t really gotten to live out the college
experience because of my responsibilities.
    On the other
hand, what if Zeke was the cheating, let’s-have-a-threesome sort
like the others?
    “I know what
you’re thinking, Scar. What if he’s a cheating, threesome-wanting
bastard too?” Well, she certainly knew me well. “Look. What
happened with Lance and those other dipshits was a reflection on
them, not you. And I swear, if you start trying to tell me again
that you think you’re not good in bed and that’s the reason they
cheated, I’ll smack you.”
    I felt it was
a legitimate theory but secretly hoped she was right, but I
couldn’t say I still wasn’t just a little paranoid. I mean, three
guys had cheated on me. In a freaking row. That kind of does
something to a girl’s self-esteem. You know, fool me once, shame on
you, fool me three times, I’m just a poor judge of character. Or
bad in bed.
    “Besides, I’ve
only heard of Zeke dating a couple women this year, like Jillian
Snow, who was the Homecoming Queen, and that one redhead on campus
who’s appeared in some rock videos. But I also know that he went
out with a lot of women his first two years, so, see? He’s grown up
by just dating two this year. And no one’s ever said he cheated on
any them, so I think you’re safe,” Jay added.
    Well, that was
reassuring. Flash to sarcasm dripping down the walls here.
    I blew out a
breath. “Okay, see? That’s another thing. He could have anyone he
wants, so why me? I’m not a Homecoming Queen and I definitely
haven’t been in any videos. So what does he want with me ?”
    She laughed.
“You’re so obtuse sometimes.”
    “Uh,
thanks?”
    “Do you not
look in your mirror every day?”
    “Of
course.”
    “And do you
not see what’s looking back at you?”
    “Pretty sure I
do.”
    “Scar, you’re
stunning. You’ve got these incredibly exotic eyes. Your skin is,
like, gorgeous. And don’t get me started on your hair. And all
that’s just the outside. You’ve got a beautiful soul as well! I
mean, look what you’ve done. You sacrificed two years of school to
work and help your family. You amaze me!”
    No, Jayla
Anastos amazed me and she was the stunning one with her Greek
ancestry showing strong in her gorgeous olive coloring, her long
shiny black hair, gorgeous full lips, straight nose and big, hazel
eyes. Besides her lack of a filter around other people, she was
truly a genuine sweetheart.
    “Whatever you
say, Aphrodite,” I retorted.
    She snorted.
“That’s me. The goddess of love.” She shrieked out a laugh and I
knew Dex had to have grabbed her and was tickling her which made me
wish for the eight-millionth time that I had a relationship like
theirs.
    They’d been
together since their freshman year in college and had been
inseparable. I’d met Jay that same year when she’d taken a job at
The Nook because she was bored, she’d said. She came from a very
affluent family, her dad being some bigwig at Microsoft, so it
wasn’t that she needed the money. Dexter, too, came from wealth,
but from the way they both behaved, you’d never know it. They were
so down-to-earth. The only time I’d remember she had money was when
she tried paying for things for me, but I always turned her down,
well, except for the Katy Perry ticket she’d bought for me. I’d let
her say it was a birthday present and was glad I had because that
concert was amazing.
    “So get it out
of your head right now that you’re not good enough for him or that
you’re not pretty enough or that you might